THE PRIVATE executive jet, which had travelled half way around the world, landed at the City Airport.
The husband and his wife came down the steps to the waiting chauffeur driven Rolls Royce limousine and they were quickly whisked off to the maternity hospital in the centre of the city.
The lady was due to give birth at any time and so they were ushered into the well prepared delivery room for the imminent birth.
Everything was going to plan and very soon a new son was born to the delighted parents.
There was much joy and festivity as the announcement was made world wide of this momentous occasion.
Surely this is how God’s Son, Jesus Christ, should be born, but let us wind back two thousand years for the real story of the first Christmas.
Mary, who was heavily pregnant with Jesus, had travelled on foot and donkey for between 70 to 90 miles from Nazareth, and to cap it all Joseph her husband could find no hotel room for them anywhere in Bethlehem.
Eventually they were offered a smelly stable in which the new baby could be born, surrounded by the presence and smell of the animals.
Would it not have been better if the first part of this article were true, rather than the second?
But God knows best and the birth of Jesus Christ happened like it did to prove to us that whether we live in a humble dwelling or a vast mansion, God’s amazing love reaches to us all.
Something to Think About is supplied by Churches Together in Evesham and District